One bright and sunny day Little Miss Can't Dance woke up to see he shamrock ceiling fan and her lime green walls. Yes, She was Irish and so was every one else in Shamrockton. Because she was Irish she has a dense head of curly hair and not to mention she is green. Little Miss Can't Dance's real name was little miss dance. But she had a dilemma; she couldn't dance for her life. Everyone in the town could dance. Even Mr. Clercky who worked at the grocery store could dance. Because of the fact that she couldn't dance she got her name changed to Little Miss Can't Dance.
Even though Little Miss Can't Dance was made fun of all the time she always had a jolly sol as the Irish say. Little Miss Can't Dance's dream has always been to as you can tell to be able to dance like all of her friends in Shamrockton. People in her town would always be astonished to see someone walking down the street and not dancing. If you went to Shamrockton you would only see people dancing. They dance down the streets, they dance while reading books and they even dance when they are sleeping. So you can see why Little Miss Can't Dance didn't fit in.
Little Miss Can't Dance decided that the time had come for her to set out and find a kind soul that would teach her to dance. Little Miss Can't Dance packed her old dance shoes and went to find a teacher. She walked and walked watching people dance jollily down the streets to their destinations. Little Miss Can't Dance dreamed about her doing the same thing as everyone else. She wanted to be able to dance down the street. She looked up and a saw it. The school, It was her destination. Little Miss Can't Dance slowly waked the stone steps and opened the great wooden doors. Sitting behind the desk was little Miss Theachalot grading some papers. Little Miss Teachalot was one of the teachers you would dare to see. She was an old and had spectacles shaped as half moons.
“She is the one.” Little Miss Can’t Dance whispered to herself.
Little Miss Can't Dance told little Miss Teachalot about her issue and she exclaimed,
"Let’s see what we can do."
For a week Little Miss Can't Dance was having lessons from Little Miss Teachalot. Every time Little Miss Can't Dance went up to the school she was told the same thing.
"Keep shoulders back keep arms down turn toes out!" Little Miss Can’t Dance yelled.
Every time Little Miss Teachalot told little Miss Can’t Dance to do something she did it. And you know what every time she went to class she got better and better. Next thing she knew the week was over and little Miss Can't Dance knew exactly how to dance. She also exceeded her dream to be able to dance like all her friends and normal like all of the other people in the town.
One bright and sunny day Little Miss Can't Dance woke up to see he shamrock ceiling fan and her lime green walls. Yes, She was Irish and so was every one else in Shamrockton. Because she was Irish she has a dense head of curly hair and not to mention she is green. Little Miss Can't Dance's real name was little miss dance. But she had a dilemma; she couldn't dance for her life. Everyone in the town could dance. Even Mr. Clercky who worked at the grocery store could dance. Because of the fact that she couldn't dance she got her name changed to Little Miss Can't Dance.
Even though Little Miss Can't Dance was made fun of all the time she always had a jolly sol as the Irish say. Little Miss Can't Dance's dream has always been to as you can tell to be able to dance like all of her friends in Shamrockton. People in her town would always be astonished to see someone walking down the street and not dancing. If you went to Shamrockton you would only see people dancing. They dance down the streets, they dance while reading books and they even dance when they are sleeping. So you can see why Little Miss Can't Dance didn't fit in.
Little Miss Can't Dance decided that the time had come for her to set out and find a kind soul that would teach her to dance. Little Miss Can't Dance packed her old dance shoes and went to find a teacher. She walked and walked watching people dance jollily down the streets to their destinations. Little Miss Can't Dance dreamed about her doing the same thing as everyone else. She wanted to be able to dance down the street. She looked up and a saw it. The school, It was her destination. Little Miss Can't Dance slowly waked the stone steps and opened the great wooden doors. Sitting behind the desk was little Miss Theachalot grading some papers. Little Miss Teachalot was one of the teachers you would dare to see. She was an old and had spectacles shaped as half moons.
“She is the one.” Little Miss Can’t Dance whispered to herself.
Little Miss Can't Dance told little Miss Teachalot about her issue and she exclaimed,
"Let’s see what we can do."
For a week Little Miss Can't Dance was having lessons from Little Miss Teachalot. Every time Little Miss Can't Dance went up to the school she was told the same thing.
"Keep shoulders back keep arms down turn toes out!" Little Miss Can’t Dance yelled.
Every time Little Miss Teachalot told little Miss Can’t Dance to do something she did it. And you know what every time she went to class she got better and better. Next thing she knew the week was over and little Miss Can't Dance knew exactly how to dance. She also exceeded her dream to be able to dance like all her friends and normal like all of the other people in the town.